It was so funny to see the expression on Mom's face, and then I looked at Wynter, and her expression mirrored Mom's. They were both totally flabbergas...ed. Then, Wynter started crying and jumped up. She ran to Mom.Wearing just her little teddy with her tits and ass showing, she flung her arms around Mom. At first Mom stiffened, then I could see the tears welling up in her eyes. She was sobbing and hugging her little girl for the first time in almost eighteen years.Then the recriminations. “aap kaiyenge kya” she asked. I guess it was just a formality. A ticklish thought occurred to me. “haan, if you don’t mind” She was taken aback, but managed to smile and after finishing her dinner she brought me some rotis with daal. I started eating. “Sir nahi hai kya?” “Nahi tour pe gaye” Once I got to hear this, I started playing with words. “Priti bi nahi hain, aajkal kane ka problem ho raha hai” She smiled and said nothing. I continued “aap ko kane me kuch problem hai “ ? Nahi Kyun? “nahi. Girls grow and develop, absorbing elements around them from both males and females, learning to like what appeals to us, not as direct as an uncle with a 'Bonner' between his legs and a lolly-pop in the hand, even as young as we are we just know and remember these things.'She's to men what Viagra is'. It was my mothers brother who said that, he was her favorite and she knew of his sexual fascination for me, accommodating his fantasies by dressing me with make-up and short dresses without. At first glance, his face was too angular to look like anything but ahomely woman. Ellen realized that might not be a bad thing. She wouldhave to work on her makeup skills to turn George into a believablewoman. He didn't have to look pretty. In fact, if he came outattractive it might bring unwanted scrutiny. She realized that his legsand derri?re were his best feminine characteristics. She would have tofind a way to emphasize those assets to distract attention away from hisface. He would.